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Job

Chapter 41

1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a

cord which thou lettest down?

2 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through

with a thorn?

3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft

words unto thee?

4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a

servant for ever?

5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for

thy maidens?

6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him

among the merchants?

7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish

spears?

8 Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down

even at the sight of him?

10 None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to

stand before me?

11 Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is

under the whole heaven is mine.

12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely

proportion.

13 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him

with his double bridle?

14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round

about.

15 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.

16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.

17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they

cannot be sundered.

18 By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the

eyelids of the morning.

19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.

20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or

caldron.

21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.

22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy

before him.

23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in

themselves; they cannot be moved.

24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the

nether millstone.

25 When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of

breakings they purify themselves.

26 The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the

dart, nor the habergeon.

27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.

28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him

into stubble.

29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a

spear.

30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things

upon the mire.

31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a

pot of ointment.

32 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to

be hoary.

33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

34 He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children

of pride.